Tyler Childers - Purgatory Album Lyrics

Feathered Indians
Tattoos
Born Again
Whitehouse Road
Purgatory
Honky Tonk Flame
Universal Sound
Lady May

Feathered Indians

Well my buckle makes impressions

On the inside of her thigh

There are little feathered Indians

Where we tussled through the night

If I'd known she was religious

Then I wouldn't have came stoned

To the house of such an angel

Too f*cked up to get back home

Lookin' over West Virginia

Smoking Spirits on the roof

She asked ain't anybody told ya

That them things are bad for you

I said many folks have warned me

There's been several people try

But up till now, there ain't been nothing

That I couldn't leave behind

Hold me close my dear

Sing your whispering song

Softly in my ear

And I will sing along

Honey tell me how your love runs true

And how I can always count on you

To be there when the bullets fly

I'd run across a river just to hold you tonight

Well my heart is sweating bullets

From the circles it has raced

Like a little feathered indian

Callin' out the clouds for rain

I'd go runnin' through the thicket

I'd go careless through the thorns

Just to hold her for a minute

Though it'd leave me wanting more

Hold me close my dear

Sing your whispering song

Softly in my ear

And I will sing along

Honey tell me how your love runs true

And how I can always count on you

To be there when the bullets fly

I'd run across a river just to hold you tonight

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Well my buckle makes impressions

On the inside of her thigh

There are little feathered Indians

Where we tussled through the night

If I'd known she was religious

Then I wouldn't have came stoned

To the house of such an angel

Too f*cked up to get back home

Lookin' over West Virginia

Smoking Spirits on the roof

She asked ain't anybody told ya

That them things are bad for you

I said many folks have warned me

There's been several people try

But up till now, there ain't been nothing

That I couldn't leave behind

Hold me close my dear

Sing your whispering song

Softly in my ear

And I will sing along

Honey tell me how your love runs true

And how I can always count on you

To be there when the bullets fly

I'd run across a river just to hold you tonight

Well my heart is sweating bullets

From the circles it has raced

Like a little feathered indian

Callin' out the clouds for rain

I'd go runnin' through the thicket

I'd go careless through the thorns

Just to hold her for a minute

Though it'd leave me wanting more

Hold me close my dear

Sing your whispering song

Softly in my ear

And I will sing along

Honey tell me how your love runs true

And how I can always count on you

To be there when the bullets fly

I'd run across a river just to hold you tonight

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Writer: Tyler Timothy Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © DO WRITE MUSIC LLC
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Tattoos

I am now the one she left
A haunted tale for someone else
A little bit about herself
Wherever she is sleeping
Flint strikes out to pierce the dark
'Cause a flame from just one spark
Fill the room with smoke so harsh
She exhales a memory
The past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hangin' on for life
I'm now her used to be
He is now the one she needs
He is now the one she leans on
She looks out at the sunset
On a quilt of rags he holds her tight
And they raise a toast of Bulleit Rye
Whiskey kills all things in time
Like things she don't remember
Past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hanging on for life
I am now an old headstone
And to her grave I'll die alone
A testament of how she's grown
Wherever she is sleepin'
Past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hanging on for life

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I am now the one she left
A haunted tale for someone else
A little bit about herself
Wherever she is sleeping
Flint strikes out to pierce the dark
'Cause a flame from just one spark
Fill the room with smoke so harsh
She exhales a memory
The past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hangin' on for life
I'm now her used to be
He is now the one she needs
He is now the one she leans on
She looks out at the sunset
On a quilt of rags he holds her tight
And they raise a toast of Bulleit Rye
Whiskey kills all things in time
Like things she don't remember
Past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hanging on for life
I am now an old headstone
And to her grave I'll die alone
A testament of how she's grown
Wherever she is sleepin'
Past is fadin'
Over time
But it's still hanging on for life

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Writer: Timothy Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Born Again

Once I was a dying breed
Chewin' on an ancient leaf
Before we took the notion
To keep up with the times
And leave 'em all behind
Chisel to the paper
Tattoos on the ether
Fadin' in the light
All the while I'd gorge my gut
Come the time then I would rut
Runnin' high and low to find my prehistoric queen
To keep me warm 'til Spring
When I'd go out with my friends
Graze the land and wonder when I'd see your face again
'Til the day I met my doom
I took one in the boiler room
To put food on the table of a dying breed of man
Once I was a broken heart
And once I tore your heart apart
Once my heart put out before I ever got to breathe
But my soul returned to seed
And come to Earth again
Clucking out a livin' as the favorite layin' hen
'Til the day I met my doom
A fox got in the chicken coop
Doin' all he knew to do to feed a hungry den
On and on down the line
I've swam canals and bore the hide
Of plenty births along this ride of being born again
Once I was and you were too
And we were both the word of truth
We built this world together 
With a loud and mighty bang
Lord, it sounded like a train
And echoed o'er the land
And we came up with a game to play of being born again

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Once I was a dying breed
Chewin' on an ancient leaf
Before we took the notion
To keep up with the times
And leave 'em all behind
Chisel to the paper
Tattoos on the ether
Fadin' in the light
All the while I'd gorge my gut
Come the time then I would rut
Runnin' high and low to find my prehistoric queen
To keep me warm 'til Spring
When I'd go out with my friends
Graze the land and wonder when I'd see your face again
'Til the day I met my doom
I took one in the boiler room
To put food on the table of a dying breed of man
Once I was a broken heart
And once I tore your heart apart
Once my heart put out before I ever got to breathe
But my soul returned to seed
And come to Earth again
Clucking out a livin' as the favorite layin' hen
'Til the day I met my doom
A fox got in the chicken coop
Doin' all he knew to do to feed a hungry den
On and on down the line
I've swam canals and bore the hide
Of plenty births along this ride of being born again
Once I was and you were too
And we were both the word of truth
We built this world together 
With a loud and mighty bang
Lord, it sounded like a train
And echoed o'er the land
And we came up with a game to play of being born again

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Writer: Tyler Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Whitehouse Road

Early in the morning when the sun does rise
Layin' in the bed with bloodshot eyes
Late in the evenin' when the sun sinks low
That's about the time my rooster crows
I got women up and down this creek
And they keep me going and my engine clean
Run me ragged but I don't fret
'Cause there ain't been one slow me down none yet

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

I got people try to tell me, Red
Keep this livin' and you'll wind up dead
Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lords
Or wind up laying on a coolin' board
But I got buddies up White House Road
And they keep me strutting when my feet hang low
Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain
And all this running's gonna keep me sane

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

When you lay me in the cold hard clay
Won't ya sing them hymns while the banjo plays
You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown
'Cause there ain't been nothing ever held me down
Lawmen, women or a shallow grave
Same ol' blues just a different day

Get me drinking' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

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Early in the morning when the sun does rise
Layin' in the bed with bloodshot eyes
Late in the evenin' when the sun sinks low
That's about the time my rooster crows
I got women up and down this creek
And they keep me going and my engine clean
Run me ragged but I don't fret
'Cause there ain't been one slow me down none yet

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

I got people try to tell me, Red
Keep this livin' and you'll wind up dead
Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lords
Or wind up laying on a coolin' board
But I got buddies up White House Road
And they keep me strutting when my feet hang low
Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain
And all this running's gonna keep me sane

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

When you lay me in the cold hard clay
Won't ya sing them hymns while the banjo plays
You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown
'Cause there ain't been nothing ever held me down
Lawmen, women or a shallow grave
Same ol' blues just a different day

Get me drinking' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

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Writer: Tyler Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Purgatory

Will you pray for me

When the roots of the oak and my ribcage are braidin'

If I can think

Lord knows that I will fondly pray for you

High on the hill where the fox horns blow

And down in the grave where they lay me low

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

When I's a boy

I'd drink and love and smoke and snort my fill

But all the while

I kept in mind the Lord's redeeming grace

High on the hill where the fox horns blow

And down in the city where the heathens go

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

you reckon he lets free will

Boys mope around in purgatory

I know that Hell

Is just as real as I am surely breathin'

But I've heard tale

Of a middle ground, I think will work for me

When the time has come for changin' worlds

I'll hedge my bets with a Catholic girl

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

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Will you pray for me

When the roots of the oak and my ribcage are braidin'

If I can think

Lord knows that I will fondly pray for you

High on the hill where the fox horns blow

And down in the grave where they lay me low

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

When I's a boy

I'd drink and love and smoke and snort my fill

But all the while

I kept in mind the Lord's redeeming grace

High on the hill where the fox horns blow

And down in the city where the heathens go

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

you reckon he lets free will

Boys mope around in purgatory

I know that Hell

Is just as real as I am surely breathin'

But I've heard tale

Of a middle ground, I think will work for me

When the time has come for changin' worlds

I'll hedge my bets with a Catholic girl

Catholic girl, pray for me

You're my only hope for Heaven

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Writer: Tyler Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Honky Tonk Flame

I was out of my mind the first night we met
I was feeling lonely and blue
I just moved to the country to get me some rest
The city put a hurtin' on you
Especially a fella from Eastern Kentucky
Without a penny or a worth to his name
Wasting his life on a burning desire and chasing that honky tonk flame
You were soft on the eyes and a hymn on the hearin'
Leaving me helpless of lines
To get you to listen to the way I was feeling
And the plans that I had made for our night
Hold on now buddy won't you wait up a minute
You're mistaken if you think I'm the same
As them skirts you've been chasing all over town
Along with that honky tonk flame
I'm a woman with a love so true
Truth of the matter, I'd give it to you
You just got to slow down, and quit acting that way
Burning your barn in this honky tonk flame
You were sweet to the touch and a touch for the takin'
The minute I learned how to breed
Finally found out that the love of a woman
Who love me was all that I need
Still on the road 'cause I ain't good for nothin'
Except writin' the songs that I sing
Beating them strings like they're owin' me money
And chasing that honky tonk flame
But I've got me a woman with a love so true
Darlin' to me, but that's misses to you
All I did was slow down
Quit acting insane
Burning my barn in this honky tonk flame

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I was out of my mind the first night we met
I was feeling lonely and blue
I just moved to the country to get me some rest
The city put a hurtin' on you
Especially a fella from Eastern Kentucky
Without a penny or a worth to his name
Wasting his life on a burning desire and chasing that honky tonk flame
You were soft on the eyes and a hymn on the hearin'
Leaving me helpless of lines
To get you to listen to the way I was feeling
And the plans that I had made for our night
Hold on now buddy won't you wait up a minute
You're mistaken if you think I'm the same
As them skirts you've been chasing all over town
Along with that honky tonk flame
I'm a woman with a love so true
Truth of the matter, I'd give it to you
You just got to slow down, and quit acting that way
Burning your barn in this honky tonk flame
You were sweet to the touch and a touch for the takin'
The minute I learned how to breed
Finally found out that the love of a woman
Who love me was all that I need
Still on the road 'cause I ain't good for nothin'
Except writin' the songs that I sing
Beating them strings like they're owin' me money
And chasing that honky tonk flame
But I've got me a woman with a love so true
Darlin' to me, but that's misses to you
All I did was slow down
Quit acting insane
Burning my barn in this honky tonk flame

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Writer: Timothy Childers
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Universal Sound

Up in Pocahontas in the Cranberry Glades
Ain't got bars, nor the charge to call her anyways
My mind's a mile a minute
And my thoughts they bark like hounds
I focus on my breathing and the universal sound
I think about my darlin' girl sleepin' all alone
I pray the stars will shoot her all the wishes she can hold
On the day that I return, I aim to lay her down
But right now I am focused on the universal sound
I think about tobacco juice and mason jars of shine
I think about the vices I've let take me over time
I recall when I's a baby, I didn't need nothin' around
But a little bitty rattler and the universal sound
I'd close my eyes
It was all so clear
It was all right then
It was all right here
I focus on my breathin' and the universal sound
I let it take me over from the toenails to the crown
Of the body that I'm in till they put me in the ground
And I return to the chorus of the universal sound
I've been up on the mountain
And I've seen his wondrous grace
I've sat there on a barstool and I've looked him in the face
He seemed a little haggard, but it did not slow him down
He was hummin' to the neon of the universal sound

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Up in Pocahontas in the Cranberry Glades
Ain't got bars, nor the charge to call her anyways
My mind's a mile a minute
And my thoughts they bark like hounds
I focus on my breathing and the universal sound
I think about my darlin' girl sleepin' all alone
I pray the stars will shoot her all the wishes she can hold
On the day that I return, I aim to lay her down
But right now I am focused on the universal sound
I think about tobacco juice and mason jars of shine
I think about the vices I've let take me over time
I recall when I's a baby, I didn't need nothin' around
But a little bitty rattler and the universal sound
I'd close my eyes
It was all so clear
It was all right then
It was all right here
I focus on my breathin' and the universal sound
I let it take me over from the toenails to the crown
Of the body that I'm in till they put me in the ground
And I return to the chorus of the universal sound
I've been up on the mountain
And I've seen his wondrous grace
I've sat there on a barstool and I've looked him in the face
He seemed a little haggard, but it did not slow him down
He was hummin' to the neon of the universal sound

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Lady May

I'm a stone's throw from the mill
And I'm a good walk to the river
When my workin' day is over
We'll go swim our cares away
Put your toes down in the water
And a smile across your face
And tell me that you love me
Lovely, Lady May

Now I ain't the sharpest chisel
That your hands have ever held
But, darlin', I could love you well
Til' the roll is called on high
I've seen my share of trouble
And I've held my weight in shame
But I'm baptized in your name
Lovely, Lady May

Lord, the wind can leave you shiverin'
As it waltzes o'er the leaves
It's been rushin' through my timber
Til' your love brought on the spring
Now the mountains all are blushin'
And they don't know what to say
'Cept a good long line of praises
For my lovely, Lady May

Now, I ain't the toughest hickory
That your ax has ever felt
But I'm a hickory just as well
I'm a hickory all the same
I came crashin' through the forest
As you cut my roots away
And I fell a good long ways
For my lovely, Lady May

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I'm a stone's throw from the mill
And I'm a good walk to the river
When my workin' day is over
We'll go swim our cares away
Put your toes down in the water
And a smile across your face
And tell me that you love me
Lovely, Lady May

Now I ain't the sharpest chisel
That your hands have ever held
But, darlin', I could love you well
Til' the roll is called on high
I've seen my share of trouble
And I've held my weight in shame
But I'm baptized in your name
Lovely, Lady May

Lord, the wind can leave you shiverin'
As it waltzes o'er the leaves
It's been rushin' through my timber
Til' your love brought on the spring
Now the mountains all are blushin'
And they don't know what to say
'Cept a good long line of praises
For my lovely, Lady May

Now, I ain't the toughest hickory
That your ax has ever felt
But I'm a hickory just as well
I'm a hickory all the same
I came crashin' through the forest
As you cut my roots away
And I fell a good long ways
For my lovely, Lady May

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Purgatory Info:

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Purgatory is the second studio album by American country music singer Tyler Childers. It was released in August 2017 under Hickman Holler. The album was certified platinum by the RIAA.

Performed by: Tyler Childers
Genre(s): Americana, country
Producer(s): Sturgill Simpson, David R. Ferguson
Length: 37:41
Released: August 4th, 2017
Year: 2017

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